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"Mr. Clynesworth is in London then?" cried Carrissima, and in fact, he came out of the dining-room on the left of the hall the next moment. The Favershams, the Drivers and the Clynesworths were old friends. They had known each other from their earliest years, and the three boys had gone to the same preparatory school at Brighton.
"I don't think you know Miss Rosser," said Colonel Faversham, drawing nearer to the empty chair by Bridget's side. "Mr. Clynesworth Miss Rosser." The colonel would have given something to avoid this presentation, but since Jimmy had unfortunately come, he would not allow Bridget to be left out in the cold.
"Oh, good-morning, Mr. Clynesworth," she answered, without stopping. "Where are you going?" he asked. "To my dressmaker's in Dover Street!" "May I go with you " "That sounds," cried Bridget gaily, "like the beginning of a nursery rhyme." "There never was a prettier maid," he answered, walking by her side. "I suppose you know a great many," she suggested. "They are all cast into oblivion "
He had, however, a country house at Atlinghurst, and when he stayed in London sometimes preferred a room at one of his clubs, to that which his sister always kept in readiness. On reaching the house Carrissima was disappointed to hear that Sybil had gone away the previous morning. "When do you expect her back?" asked Carrissima. "I have no idea," said the butler; "but Mr. Clynesworth might know."
"A solemn promise," murmured Bridget; and a few minutes later Colonel Faversham went away, strutting along the street with his chest puffed out, walking on air, and certainly never doubting that Bridget's promise would be fulfilled. At the end of Golfney Place his expression changed as he saw Jimmy Clynesworth on his way to No. 5, no doubt! Well, let Jimmy make the most of his opportunities.
All her money went to her only son Jimmy, but Doctor Clynesworth had very little to leave to Sybil. Jimmy insisted that she should continue to live at the house in which her father had practised, and he is immensely fond of her although they are about as different as any two persons can possibly be. Should you," asked Carrissima, "like me to ask her to come and see you?"
"Not at all," cried Colonel Faversham. "You'll generally find there's something in what I say. You can't be too careful of a man like Jimmy Clynesworth. For my part, I very seldom know what he is talking about; I question whether he knows himself. I am a plain, straightforward man but there! I didn't come to talk about Jimmy." "I thought you did," said Bridget.
"I mustn't," she repeated. "But, indeed, you must." "Mr. Clynesworth " "What," he asked, "is the matter with 'Jimmy'?" "I fancy he is very very foolish," said Bridget. "I should have to get back by three o'clock," she added. "Well, half a loaf is better than no bread," he returned. "You promise faithfully I shall be home by three!" "Anything in the world so that you come," said Jimmy.
"But he isn't!" Bridget insisted. "He said that was his reason." "Barefaced!" shouted the colonel. "The fact is Jimmy Clynesworth has never been the same since his sunstroke. Bridget," he added, "I should like to keep you entirely to myself. I should like " What his precise desire might be Bridget was not destined on the present occasion to hear.
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